You head upstairs

Mary snuggles up to you in quiet exhaustion after her intense climax. Her eyes are closed and she looks almost dreamy. “I need to use the bathroom upstairs,” you say to her as you disengage yourself and head upstairs. You really want to see if Mrs. Shelly is up there, whether you seeing her was all a dream, or if she was really there watching her daughter give you a blow job.

You creep up the stairs and you enter the darkened kitchen. You don’t see anyone initially, and then as you eyes adjust to the light you see Mrs. Shelly there sitting at the kitchen table in a chair, looking at you. “So did my daughter please you?” she asks in an accusing tone.

“Umm, yeah she was great you answer truthfully as you don’t know what else to do.

“So is your plan to make my daughter into a slut of some kind. Maybe a whore who can service you and all of your friends? Is that your plan?”

You are shocked once again by the blunt tone of her questions and say back, “What were you doing watching anyway. You were showing yourself to me. What was that all about?”

“I will ask the questions here,” she answers you with a haughty tone. “What I want to know is do you know how to satisfy a women with that cock of yours, or are you one of those guys who just likes to get his rocks off and forget about the girl?”

“I took care of her,” you respond back defending yourself. “I didn’t leave Mary hanging. She is the one who wasn’t ready to go all the way yet. She is the one who suggested to me what she wanted to do.”

Mrs. Shelly stood there looking at me for a moment and then said, “I still think it is time for me to test your capabilities. I need to make sure you are good enough for my little girl. Now I want you to copulate with me to show me that you are capable.”

“Copulate?” What the hell is this woman thinking? Then you watch as she opens her robe revealing the hot body you were looking at just a while ago when Mary was sucking your cock. Here breasts are perfect, full with thick nipples, her cunt covered with dark public hair. Her pussy was wet; you could see how her pubic hair was wet and matted with her lubrication.

She moved up close to you and gripped your now hard cock through your pants. Then without saying a further word she undid your zipper and pulled out your hard boner. She ran her hand up and down the hard shaft and used her thumb under the sensitive head of your cock until she had you panting with lust. Then she slipped the robe off of her shoulders and braced herself against the counter, bent over so her naked pussy was stuck out, ready for you to mount her and fuck her.

“Now do me big boy, show me what you have got,” she whispered in a voice choked with lust.